Dragin, Poor You!

At the Clear Moon Lake.

Countless waves were rushing to the sky, forming walls as high as a few feet, looking like the claws of a demon that was ready to attack the ground anytime.

Roar!

The strong waves roared in anger. It was as if the world had lost its colors.

The usually calm Clear Moon Lake was unlike its usual self. It was almost as if there were two extremes. It was going wild and terrifying the observers.

The waves were unstoppable. Dark clouds were starting to appear in the sky along with thunder. It seemed like heavy rain was about to fall.

In the air, many orbs of light flew past from time to time. There were some spells cast on the lake, preventing the waves from attacking.

The cultivators were rushing over from all over the place. Shock and concern were evident on their faces.